Sometimes think that I’ve become the very, very worst version of myself.
I’ve resolved my business issues but it’s a sad disappointment to discover you’re not quite as noble as you imagined you’d be.
So I met up with Hazel, Paul and Bryson and drank what was left of my self-respect.
Because of my insomnia, I grew up watching black & white films at 2AM. Jimmy Stewart was my favorite. Mr. Smith Goes to Washington, The Philadelphia Story, It’s a Wonderful Life, etc.
Do you ever wake up and wonder what happened to all your youth and idealism?
Sometimes think that I’ve become the very, very worst version of myself.
Location: 11PM yest, asking for one more on the UWS
Mood: sotted
Music: Here’s coming a better version of me
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